The director relied on his past friendship to say this to Mrs. Li.
It was clear that he wasn't joking.
Even Chen Gang was called out by name.
Mrs. Li put down her grandson and stood up suddenly. Her voice was still a little hoarse, "Are you serious?"
It's not that she doesn't have a look, there are only a few girls from head to toe this afternoon that she can like.
The director didn't explain any more and hung up the phone directly. He was very worried.
"Grandma, password..."
Mrs. Li was also a little panicked. She stopped caring about her grandson and called Chen Gang.
**
Blackwater Street.
After receiving a call from Ming Dongheng, Bureau Chen stopped what he was doing and got furious, "No, these people in Xiangcheng are just a bunch of drunkards and ricebags? Not to mention who they are attacking, they have already protected each other to this extent.
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"The sky is high and the emperor is far away. There are no tigers in the mountains. The monkey is the king." The subordinate said helplessly.
This is not an isolated incident.
He used two classic examples to explain.
"Forget it, Young Master Jiang's identity is kept secret. The young master's watch was made by Young Master Jiang himself, and it has the Jiang family's logo on it, so they can't see it?" Director Chen slammed the car door hard, with a very angry look on his face.
: "Only that watch can be made by Young Master Jiang in Jiangjing. They are really discerning!"
Director Chen was so angry not just because they offended Jiang Fuli.
I am even more outraged by their corruption from top to bottom.
He was sent down here, and everything was peaceful. Even the Blackwater Street area didn't have any major incidents.
Director Chen originally thought that his main task was Heishui Street, and then he would help the Chen family and Jiang family contact some people, and sit back and relax while waiting to go back and get promoted.
Who knows, all peace is just on the surface.
They were all made in Xiangcheng for him to see.
It is even possible that before they came, Xiangcheng had started doing these rituals.
If it hadn't been for today's incident, he wouldn't have known that the entire Xiangcheng city was only peaceful on the surface, but deep down it was riddled with holes.
"There is no way," the man driving the car looked at the rearview mirror and reassured Bureau Chen, "You also know that the identity of Mr. Jiang and the young master are very secretive. Not even Xiangcheng, not many people in Jiangjing can meet Mr. Jiang.
.If you want the people in Xiangcheng to see it at a glance, you are really making things difficult for them."
But there is something Chen Ju is right about.
The watch on Jiang He's hand is indeed rare. There is only one in Jiangjing.
Otherwise, how could he be guilty of having a jade in his possession?
They are indeed good at picking things, and they happened to pick on Jiang He.
The subordinates looked at Chen Ju with a dark face in the rearview mirror, wiping sweat secretly.
I just don't know how they can bear Bureau Chen's anger.
**
"Let's just leave like this, is everything okay?" Shen Qing followed them out of the police station door.
Still feel fantasy.
She subconsciously looked back at the solemn door.
Only a small part of the setting sun was left above her head. The color was red and almost not dazzling, but Shen Qing still felt in a trance.
...just came out like this?
"It's okay." Ming Dongheng saw that Jiang Fuli respected Shen Qing, so he also lowered his posture, glanced behind him coldly, and then said: "You can leave without worries, they won't dare to look for you again."
"That's good." Shen Qing breathed out.
As soon as Bai Zian came out, he saw two people squatting opposite. Xiao Qi stood beside them expressionlessly, looking up at the sky.
She paused, turned her head to look at Jiang Fuli, and handed Jiang He to him: "I'll wait for my uncle, you take Jiang He back first."
The setting sun illuminated her outline very clearly, and she was wearing a plain skirt, but it was more wanton than the sunset.
Jiang Fuli glanced at her, then reached out and took Jiang He over.
As a researcher, Jiang Fuli's hands can definitely be called a pair of works of art, with clear joints and a faint chill like cold jade.
Bai Zian's fingers on Jiang He's arm were even more slender, smooth and cold white, making it difficult to imagine that these hands could play thousands of troops.
When he took Jiang He, he couldn't help but touch the cold white color.
It was released as soon as it was touched, and it was not as cold as the palm of his hand.
Jiang He grabbed Bai Qian's sleeve tightly and didn't let go.
Jiang Fuli looked at his closed eyes lightly.
"Jiang Xiaoniao?" Bai Qian tugged on his sleeves, and then comforted in a low voice, "Sister, I have something to do now. You can let go first, and I will go see you tomorrow morning?"
Jiang He's long eyelashes trembled and he loosened his fingers.
Jiang Fuli hugged him coldly, "Don't you need Ming Dongheng to send you back?"
"No need." Bai Zian lazily smoothed his sleeves and skirt.
When Ming Dongheng drove away, the three talents on the opposite side walked over and said, "Sister."
"Well," Bai Qian stood against the setting sun and lazily introduced to Mao Kun, "my aunt."
Mao Kun and the others said loudly: "Hello, aunt, I'm Xiao Mao."
Shen Qing was startled.
Mao Kun's yellow hair always makes him look a bit like a good person, but compared to Ming Dongheng, Mao Kun couldn't be more normal.
Shen Qing relaxed a lot and said, "Classmate Xiaomao, are you friends with Asian too?"
"Yes." Mao Kun scratched his hair with some guilt.
**
not far away.
Ji Shaojun, who was talking on the phone, was walking this way. On the other end of the phone, there was a woman's voice: "She went back to Xiangcheng?"
"Ji Mulan, what's your tone?" Ji Shaojun frowned and scolded.
"I kept her in the Bai family because of the great cause of the Bai family. With the way she played, who else but the Bai family could keep her? It's good for her. She just slapped her butt and came back just for the sake of being quick.
Xiangcheng? You cause trouble for me everywhere."
Ji Shaojun stopped and said, "This matter has nothing to do with her..."
"Does it matter? Do you know better than me?" Ji Mulan interrupted him. Bai Qian had been in a lot of trouble since he was a child. "If you come to me, Bai Qiming's words are not as effective as anything."
"Do you have a new family?" Ji Shaojun suddenly asked.
Ji Mulan was silent.
"Have you found the so-called true love again?" Ji Shaojun looked at Bai Qian not far ahead, standing obediently, and he sneered, "This matter has been resolved, there is no need to mention Bai Qiming. You can go there or two
I haven’t heard from you in over a year. Come back and see your daughter and your biological father when you have time."
"Ji Mulan, you are no longer the willful age of nineteen or twenty. Dad is getting older too. Don't do anything you regret."
After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for Ji Mulan's reply.
He doesn't look good.
He is just such a sister, and most of the time he is sandwiched between Ji Mulan and Ji Heng, but this time Ji Mulan left Bai Pian alone in the Bai family, which really disappointed Ji Shaojun.
Ji Shaojun has always had Ji Mulan's mobile phone number.
It's just that I haven't contacted the other party before. Today is the first time to contact Ji Mulan for Bai Qian.
He put away his phone and walked to Bai Zian and Shen Qing, his expression softened a lot.
Seeing Mao Kun and the other two people beside Bai Qian, he paused in his steps and his eyes stayed on Xiao Qi's face for a while.
"Hello, Uncle Ji." Mao and Kun were very polite.
Ji Shaojun said "hmm" and looked away, quite majestic.
Like Ji Heng, he doesn't talk much.
Shen Qing was quite talkative at the moment and insisted on letting Mao Kun and others go home for dinner.
"We can't, aunt," Mao Kun scratched his head, "My godfather still has trouble with me."
Shen Qing watched Mao Kun and the others leave with some regret.
She had a very good impression of the three of them, especially Xiao Qi.
"Go buy groceries first, dad will be here soon," Ji Shaojun also looked away and patted Bai Qian on the shoulder, "Don't tell your grandpa about this, lest he worry."
As for what happened at the police station.
Ji Shaojun didn't ask Bai Qian, and kept silently thinking about Ji Mulan.
Today is the second time Bai Qian came to Ji Shaojun's house, but this time his mood was completely different from last time.
Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun are cooking in the kitchen.
There are many trophies and photos placed on the coffee table in Ji Shaojun's hall.
Bai Qian's eyes fell on the photo in the middle. The photo was of middle-aged Shao Jun and a girl. The girl was wearing a black T-shirt and holding a trophy. She was very thin and had a bright and pure smile.
She always felt that this person looked familiar.
"These are the students he teaches," Ji Heng followed her gaze and noticed the photo, lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette, his voice was blurry, "Everyone got into Beijing Institute of Technology, except Yang Qiong."
Beicheng University of the Arts is the best art school in the four major cities.
Ji Shaojun has been a teacher for so many years, and it can be said that he has students all over the world.
Ji Heng's eyes were distant and he didn't say any more.
Yang Qiong.
Bai Qian was leaning on the sofa with a very careless attitude, eyes slightly narrowed, she had never heard of this name.
"It's time to eat, what are you two doing there?" Shen Qing came out with a bowl of food and interrupted Bai Qian and Ji Heng, "Come over quickly and prepare for dinner."
"Oh." Bai Zian looked away.
Go to the kitchen to wash your hands and serve the dishes for the two of you.
"Stop serving it," Shen Qing kicked her out. "Let your uncle serve it. He's thick-skinned, so it's fine."
Ji Shaojun, who had just picked up the soup: "..."
I really want to put it back.
The doorbell rang, and Shen Qing paused. She was still cautious about the Ren family, "Aji, go and open the door. Your brother-in-law should be here."
Bai Zian went to open the door.
Only Ji Shaorong came.
This is normal.
How could anyone else from the Ren family come to the Ji family's family dinner?
Ren Wanxuan has only been to Ji Heng a few times, and she can count them all on one hand.
"You don't need to tell your brother about the incident with Azian?" Shen Qing pulled Ji Shaojun in the kitchen, looked at the living room, and lowered his voice.
Ji Shaojun shook his head and said in a very cold voice: "Asian said that if you don't have anything to do, don't worry about it. What kind of relationship is there with the Ren family? Can we get involved?"
When Shen Qing looked at Ji Shaojun like this, he knew that he cared about the Ren family.
"I don't care about you." She snorted coldly.
She used to think about everything to please the Ren family, but recently, she seems to have stopped thinking about it.
**
Ren family.
At dinner, there were only three people.
Ren Wanxuan, Ren Qian and Ren Jiawei.
Today is Ren Wanxuan's school celebration. No one from her family is going. In the past, she would have been angry, so Ren Jiawei and Ren Qian both brought gifts back and specially accompanied Ren Wanxuan to dinner.
But today, Ren Wanxuan was well-behaved and not angry.
"Have Teacher Qiu and your senior brother come back?" Ren Qian suddenly remembered this and asked Ren Wanxuan.
Teacher Qiu is Ren Wanxuan’s calligraphy teacher.
He is very accomplished in Liang Ti and has great influence in the calligraphy world. Although he is from Xiangcheng, he has moved to Beicheng long ago and rarely comes back.
It cost Ren Qian and Ren Jiawei a lot of money to hire her as Ren Wanxuan's teacher.
Ren Wanxuan nodded, "Well, I should arrive in Xiangcheng in the evening."
"Ask Teacher Qiu when he is free and I will pay him a visit," Ren Qian said seriously, "I will notify Mr. Chen then."
The entire Ren family does not dare to neglect this matter.
The two of them were talking. Before Ren Qian saw Ji Shaorong, he looked at Ren Jiawei, "Where is Shaorong?"
Ren Jiawei reached out and pulled out a piece of paper and wiped her hands slowly, "He went to Ji's house for dinner. There is no need to wait for him today."
Going to Ji's house for dinner?
Ren Qian had no objection to Ji Shaorong going to Ji's house for dinner. He didn't care much about the Ji family's people.
What surprised him was this point today.
Unfortunately, as soon as Bai Qian's accident happened, Ji Shaorong went to Ji's house for dinner, which made Ren Qian not think too much.
Opposite me, Ren Wanxuan also raised her head and glanced at Ren Qian.
After dinner, Ren Qian held the tea cup and wanted to tell Ren Jiawei about the incident between Teacher Qiu and Master Chen.
Suddenly the servant's voice came from outside, "Sir is back."
This is Ji Shaorong.
Ren Qian paused, glanced outside, suddenly put down his tea cup and walked upstairs, "Jia Wei, I'm a little tired. If Shao Rong has something to do, ask him to come back to me tomorrow."
Finished.
The person disappeared at the top of the stairs.
Ren Jiawei looked at Ren Qian's back in surprise.
"What's wrong?" As soon as Ji Shaorong came back, he saw Ren Jiawei looking thoughtful.
"No," Ren Jiawei touched her chin. She was thoughtful and suddenly sat upright. "Did something happen to the Ji family? Or have you provoked my dad recently?"
"Ji's family?" Ji Shaorong paused and patted the back of Ren Jiawei's hand, "It's okay. I just came back from my brother's place. We are going to buy a guzheng for Aji. Oh, yes, do you know the guzheng teacher..."
Ren Jiawei relaxed after hearing what he said.
Ji Shaorong saw that her gaze was diverted, so he glanced upstairs, then frowned and sent a WeChat message to Ji Shaojun.
The next day.
Ren Qian got up much later than before.
Ji Shaorong and Ren Jiawei spent one night in the old house last night.
It wasn't until the servant informed Ren Qian that Chen Gang suddenly came to visit that Ren Qian went downstairs.
As soon as I came downstairs, I saw Chen Gang waiting in the lobby.
Ren Qian thought of Bai Qian's incident and spoke first, "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will always be on your side."
"Uncle Chen." Ren Wanxuan also came down with her schoolbag.
Chen Gang just forced a smile. He had no intention of joking with Ren Wanxuan. He only looked at Ren Qian and said, "Mr. Ren, you are the only one who can help with this matter. Can you help me contact Bai Qian?"
Ren Wanxuan lowered her head and slowly changed her shoes.
When Chen Gang said this, she slapped her hands.
Ren Qian's heart suddenly suddenly felt, and he vaguely felt that things were different from what he imagined, "What are you doing with Bai Zian?"